Under the galaxy, the north wind swept across the cold plums on the top of the mountain, and the sky along the ice lake was quiet.

A round ball quietly walked out of the pavilion near the Ice Lake. After carefully observing the surroundings, he raised his wings and made a move.

The handsome swordsman wearing a black robe and blending with the night color appeared silently behind Tuanzi. After confirming that he had not been discovered, he continued to touch the mountain.

This scene is like a weak scholar tied up to the mountain by the Queen of the Mountain. In order to protect his innocence, he secretly escaped from the bandit camp while the night was shining.

The frame-up has been done, so naturally everyone will go their own way. There is no need to leave without saying goodbye.

But Zuo Lingquan's purpose in coming to Beizhaizhou was to help Taotao dig out the property left by his ancestors. He didn't know what was inside and didn't want to reveal it to the crazy critic.

Secondly, he criticized the woman for not letting him go at all!

After Zuo Lingquan woke up, he had been here for three days. His main job every day was to be a copywriter and rack his brains to recall the famous poems and lyrics in Mohu's memory.

Mei Jinshui was like a hungry young woman like a wolf or a tiger. She asked endlessly and treated him as a sponge. She always had any pity. He couldn't remember it, so he took out "The Left Sword Immortal vs. The Demon Girl of Mei" and asked about his impressions after watching it.

Zuo Lingquan was caught with his little tail, and he would not be tough if he didn't recite the poem, let alone say goodbye. Judging from his attitude, Mei Jinshui had not been polished for half a year and squeezed a drop of ink in his belly. It was impossible for him to walk down Xiangyang Mountain.

The ancestor and the others were still waiting for the news. In desperation, Zuo Lingquan could only take advantage of the time of resting alone at night to secretly scramble.

But Mei Jinshui is an immortal king in a continent, and here is Mei Jinshui's home. It is not easy for the "weak scholar" who was caught to steal the sneer.

Even though he received a promise of "Baked Full Kun" to lead the way, one person and one bird still did not leave the Wuzhi Mountain of the witch surnamed Mei.

Zuo Lingquan quietly felt a little. As soon as he touched the edge of the plum blossom forest, he had not yet figured out the veins of the protective sect formation, a familiar clear voice came from behind:

"Young Master Zuo? Can't you sleep at night?"

“…”

Zuo Lingquan's eyes froze, and he stood with his hands behind his back, making the look of watching wintersweets:

"I'm idle and come out to sing the balls. I didn't want to disturb Xianjun Mei, but I didn't expect to disturb you."

"Jiji..."

When the dumpling looked at a roasted portion of Kun, he nodded like pecking at rice, indicating that the birds were walking, not running away.

Mei Jingshui wore a white dress and stood in the plum forest. She was holy like a paradise who had just descended from the toad palace. She folded her hands on her waist and walked towards her feet. Her green jade fingers stroked the plum petals that were trembling in the cold wind, and curled the corners of her mouth to ask:

"Does it look good?"

When Zuo Lingquan looked at this expression, he knew that the next sentence was, "Why not write a poem?", and he said helplessly:

"Not bad, um... The sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold... Then what, Plum Immortal Lord, I have been here for many days..."

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" A flash of disappointment flashed in Mei Jinshui's eyes: "I have only lived for a few days and my injuries have not healed..."

Zuo Lingquan signaled his body: "I'm fine for a long time. Now when I meet Tengsheng, I can fight back and forth. Thank you for taking care of the fairy Mei. The whole world will be filled with Yanshi..."

Mei Jinshui sighed, picked up the dumplings and walked out of the peach blossom forest:

"It's okay. If you stay here all the time, you have no inspiration. The scenery in the world is endless. If you go out for a walk, you may remember more things."

“…?”

Zuo Lingquan was stunned. Seeing Mei Jinshui wanting to leave together, he emphasized: "My Fairy Master Mei, everyone in the world is scattered..."

"Bei Saizhou is my territory. If you walk here, I will have to do my best to protect you from the landlords. If you want to end, you have to wait until you leave Bei Saizhou, right?"

Mei Jinshui touched Tuanzi's head.

Tuanzi nodded quietly.

Zuo Lingquan was a little helpless, walked beside him and said clearly:

"My Fairy Master Mei, I will come with my Taoist couple and return home for a trip. I will take a look during the day and sleep with my quilt at night. Your body of gold is a bit inappropriate to follow you..."

Mei Jinshui shook her head slightly: "You don't have the chance to sleep with you. In the past few days, Tengsheng has been chasing you everywhere and wants to use your head to pay tribute to the Brahma Eagle. If you are really slaughtered, Tengsheng will clear your suspicion, so whether you agree or not, I will escort you away from Beizawazhou. If you want to leave me behind, if you really meet Tengsheng, you are sure that I don't need my help?"

“…”

Zuo Lingquan knew the terribleness of the Immortal Lord. He really had an accident in Beizawazhou. He was really not sure that Mei Jinshui didn't need help. He hesitated and could only say:

"My trip is not all about fun..."

"The monks walk around, and their requests are nothing more than opportunities and magic weapons. You are following the descendants of Xuanwu Platform, and the magic weapon is awakened a few days ago. What you are looking for in Beizawazhou must be related to Xuanwu Platform. I know more about how many assets the Xuanwu Platform has than you and Yutang. The one you covet the most is the "Haiyue Qinghui" in your hand. Are you still afraid that I will compete with you for opportunities?"

Speaking of this, Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say. He walked out of Mei Lin with Mei Jinshui and sighed:

"That won't be...but I agreed in advance that there are only a few taels of ink in my stomach, and now there is really nothing left..."

Mei Jinshui hugged the ball like a noble lady hugging a cat, and said softly while gently caressing:

"Don't worry, I am a good person and will not make things difficult for you. Before you leave Beizawa, Yingying and I can stay together. She also likes to read idle books when she was a child..."

?!

What do you mean by being a sensible? Don’t make things difficult for me?

You are afraid you want me to die!

Zuo Lingquan was shocked, he stopped and stretched out his hand:

"My Fairy Lord Mei, that book was given to me by a Taoist partner. After you have finished reading it, should you give it to me?"

Mei Xianjun took out the book and handed it to Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised, but without hesitation, and quickly took it and stuffed it into Linglong Pavilion. Just as he was thinking about whether to destroy the body, he heard Mei Jinshui continue to say:

"You can just take the original copy back. I have a copy here. I have some free time and have added the illustrations. Do you want to read it?"

?!

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, his expression was very strange, and he didn't know how to describe it.

I remembered the painting "Picture of Covering the Face and Hitting the Lake" that was full of slight appearance...

I really want to see it...

Zuo Lingquan noticed that the heart lake was in trouble. He knew that he was taken away by this crazy woman. He quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts and stretched out his hand and said:

"Come on, show me."

“…”

Mei Jinshui blinked her eyes, turned her head and walked forward, and hummed quietly:

"You think it's pretty."

Zuo Lingquan knew that this would happen, shook his head and said, "I dare not show it to me, what are you asking about Xianjun Mei?"

"It's not that I don't dare, it's that I'm inappropriate in my identity. After all, I'm Master Yingying. When I get to the place, I'll give Yingying the painting and you will naturally see it."

Zuo Lingquan knew that Mei Jinshui was threatening him, so he was willing to do so. Isn’t it just a thick-skinned person? What are he afraid of if he is a man:

"I don't believe that the Immortal Mei dares to give it."

"Ji!" Tuanzi also nodded and signaled - Birds don't believe you are really drawing.

Mei Jinshui turned around and smiled:

"I'm so excited, right? I want to burn my eyes and stones?"

This smile can be said to fully display the four words "crazy criticism of women".

Zuo Lingquan was really a little guilty, but if he stepped back, he would probably be controlled by Mei Jinshui and said directly:

"As long as the immortal Mei Da is not minding that all the jades are burned, I, a little thief, will make a profit no matter how I think. What am I afraid of?"

Mei Jinshui saw Zuo Lingquan getting up, and turned to say:

"You are the righteous sword immortal. You are so thick-skinned in front of the evil demon girl, right?"

"If a righteous monk has to be teased by a demon girl? Mei Xianjun doesn't care about his identity, what do I care about..."

Zuo Lingquan responded without showing any weakness, which was open and open...

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The ferry headed north and crossed the snow-capped mountains two days ago to the northern ice field of Beishuzhou.

The "mortals" under the jurisdiction of the demon clan are all birds and beasts, and there are no secular ships; the demons who embark on the path of practice have far surpassed those of the human race in the long-distance migration ability, so they naturally do not make ferries.

In order to cover up the journey, the ancestor put away the ferry and encountered a lonely ice field image on the wasteland. With his eyes, he turned it into a tool for transportation for several people. He pretended to be a big demon clan walking outside and went deep into the ice field.

Shangguan Yutang is very experienced in pretending to be a monster. According to the habits of the snake tribe, he put on a dark green scale dress and curled a dark red eyeliner, which looked quite charming.

Cui Yingying naturally dressed up as a peach blossom essence, and she played her true colors. She changed her clothes and did not need to be dressed up deliberately.

Xie Qiutao and Miss Qiu were a little awkward. Qiutao wanted to pretend to be a turtle spirit according to the most familiar creature, but the ancestor felt that it was indecent and did not allow it, so she could only put a few feathers on her head and pretend to be a turtle spirit.

Miss Qiu's temperament of a beauty in Bingchong doesn't look like a fairy no matter how she looks, so she simply put on a cloak and pretended to be a master.

The people were dressed very sloppy, but fortunately, the demon clan was vast and rare. As long as they did not walk towards the cave of the big demon, there was no small demon with no eyes, who ran to several monster giants who had "turned into human form" to check their identities.

At dusk, a giant ice field with a shoulder height of nearly five years is walking on the desolate ice field covered by wind and snow.

The ice field elephant has a wide ridge and is covered with a carpet of animal skins. Four women stand or sit on the carpet, looking at the endless wilderness.

Xie Qiutao had white feathers on his head, and even without the audience, he was very immersed in the play. He imitated the appearance of a dumpling, squatting on the edge of the carpet, holding a map in his hand to judge the direction.

Beizhazhou is too vast, and no one can make the geographical map of the demon race. The markings on the map are nothing more than a few big rivers and famous mountains. The distance is thousands of miles away at any rate. It is not easy to find the ice lake in your dream through the map.
To be continued...